When I Listen
And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. ~Friedrich Nietzsche~
Great day!
I hope this post finds you well.
If not, stop what you are doing and smile! You may feel strange, but try it!
Do you ever just zone out somewhere? Maybe in the airport waiting for your flight, so much going on in your head, all of the happenings around you are there but muted and you've got an entire production going on inside your head and when you snap back into reality, you realize you had completely different dialog and situations going on in whatever reality you were just in?
Is it just me?
I feel like that explanation is jumbled up and maybe hard to follow.
Let's try this.
Since I was a child I was able to tap into something that was not a part of my learned physical or visual reality. I never really questioned it. I thought it was normal and everyone else had it too, but as I've gotten older and gotten to see people more clearly, I can understand that many block this out as did I for a good part of our life.
I understand this now to be a part of our reality that is mostly visually obscured from the majority by the will of the individual.
This thing I was tapping into is something every human - by birthright is granted access, we just have to learn how. Some refer to it as ether, it has been called akasha, akashic records, void space, the eternal, the ephemeral and many other things.
I personally have a hard time with the labels that are used and given in our reality. Many times the meaning, feeling and understanding of words gets so distorted, it is easier for me to understand it in the way that makes sense to me, for my understanding and experience. Just as I can understand that another can have similar experiences to me but understand them and relate to them differently. To include knowing the experience by another name. As everyone will come to their own understanding or not, I can only explain the best way I understand.
Maybe frequency or dimension will make sense to some but not in the way it is used commonly.
I’ve touched on this topic in a few of my previous articles, and bits are sprinkled throughout my poetry and sites I post on.
These topics were so taboo in my family growing up unfortunately. As an adult even trying to get information out of the older generation, you would think I am conjuring the devil!
Perhaps I am. 🤘🏽(…kidding)
I have gotten the most information from one family member, but the information I was able to get was naturally coloured by their perspective. They’re afraid of all of it. Spirits, psychic abilities, all of the clairs, basically anything considered occult they wanted nothing to do with. Eventually, I found out that another relative tried to work with them and was able in many ways, yet this particular family member was too afraid to participate.
Diving deeper into my family's history I have discovered some amazing information that connects so deeply to experiences in my life.
It is what connects us all. From all people to all living things on and off of this planet. How far it goes, the mind can only guess but like I said, we all have access to it.
Science now describes it, in a way, as quantum entanglement. Everything is connected whether we see it - or believe it - or not.
I wrote this poem about what it sounds like to me sometimes when I tap in and listen.
Quiet your mind and hear the noise that surrounds you.
Relatable quote:
Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.
~Haruki Murakami~
It’s like..
The rushing of a busy highway.
Like…
The back alley of a dive bar
And the band is on intermission
Going over the lyrics.
Next song selected will make
Them listen.
It’s like..
The hurried and hushed
Whispers of an airport.
Like…
The bustle of a busy street
At the end of a workday.
Whispers or yells all sound the same.
Trying to make out what they say.
The interwoven intersections
Traffic jammed everyday.
Close your eyes - the words tick by
As if on display.
It’s all in how - you let the mind play.
Waves flow in like tidals.
Clarity comes sitting idle.
Or waves come in so smooth
Supporting your every move
With nothing to prove.
It’s the silence that bangs out
The dopest grooves.
And sometimes it’s the blues - sent to
Ease my moods.
If I didn’t have these guides -
Not sure what I’d do.
Always pulling me through.
So I don’t lose
Any parts of me.
Sometimes it’s all in what you see.
Visions can come by three.
And show you how to be free.
Just gotta believe.
And now back to that sound
That seems to be
All around.
You can feel it
If you touch the ground.
Different octaves
Float within the clouds.
Sometimes it’s loud
And you can’t really prove how.
You won’t always see it
Looking around.
It’s a resonance now.
Coming from within
Way deep down.
~Ruby L.S.~
©️2023I.S.
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